Moving On
I have been a control freak since I came into this world. I want to know exactly what is going to happen and when it is going to happen. If I am invited somewhere, I have to ask who all will be there, what food will be served, and how long people will stay there. My lack of chill is a turn off to people, I know. It is not easy to be like this every day. It takes away from enjoying the beauty in everyday life. These past months have been hard. I have cried and screamed. I have asked God why things don’t seem to work out for me the way I want them to. I see those around me chasing their dreams and having things work out for them. Why can’t that be me? As a child, I knew I wanted to be a nurse. I loved the medical field and wanted to help people feel better. I was a pre-nursing scholar at UAB in 2010. This meant that I had a guaranteed spot when it was time to apply to the program. Fast forward to 2012 when it was time to apply. I freaked out and knew I wasn’t read...